Tag Archives: presence

Asking You

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don’t many of us
in this life get the chance
to be human

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even if for a brief
moment of vulnerability

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tenderness entwined in
with love and forgiveness
embracing mistakes

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ours or others
understanding
there are no podiums

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but one race
just one step
following
the other

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one person
looking after another

keeping our necks oiled
to turn around

any given time

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Blossom In Presence

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it is so

that every morning

I go about pressing the foot

on the same path that’s how

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habits are formed good ones

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I have learned in between

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steps to make treasure of

observation new revelations

as they come blossom

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in presence

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This is the first poem posted in 2021 with my wish to you that you will blossom in presence in all of your beauty.

~ Also, tomorrow is my birthday and I wish to myself the good habit to be present and grateful every day that is given to me.

This poem is part of the poetry collection California Notebooks that can be bought on Amazon with a special discount.

Enjoy reading poetry, enjoy basking in its beauty, there is still much we can be grateful for…

Beauty Lingering

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it’s an afterward
moving

this of giving poetry
a way

to talk about the beauty
lingering

unseen
sensitivity shining

bright
in our darker days

when we
think there’s little

to be seen

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Poem from the second volume of the book California Notebooks 02. If you wish to gift yourself, or someone else, a discounted copy click here. I would love to find a review from you. Best Wishes!

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On Clouds – California Notebooks 01

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I’m not knowledgeable
on climatic changes

the way the winds go
on high or low pressure

I didn’t keep my head on books

but clouds those I know

teaching us
how to be in life

the best ones being
those moving fast

giving no resistance
to life happenings

they follow whatever
wind coming their way

you see them glorying

and soon happily gone

busy dancing
life out

no time to pout – others
grow dark and sit dense

giving headaches

to some of us

they build resistance
to any life changes

no escape
the heaviness

they create
will break on us all

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Poem from the first volume of the book California Notebooks. If you wish to gift yourself, or someone else, for the holidays with a discounted copy click here.

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A Different Point Of View

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I may indulge

in upside down

visions a different

point of

view

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giving you pictures

of reflections

shadows clouds

and waters

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all fleeting

all temporarily

true

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You can view me, reading this poem for you, here.

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Now

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now it’s my turn

to be sitting on

a park bench

alone listening

something is coming

what is is coming

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This was the only English poem performed on my first poetic reading after the Covid-19 lockdown, last weekend, when asked to do a public reading during the finissage of an art show Called Opulenza Vegetale (Vegetable Opulence). The performance took place in an old site, a church dated 1289, in Italy. If interested in a short video click here, Now.

In Spite Of Me

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when my words
surfacing out of
poetry define
who am I
I cry

I also
rejoice and
stand still as
if suspended
all at the same
exact

time holding
that tiny particle
of truth inside me
that shining in spite
of me

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Seasons

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I end up at times

visiting old friends

dinners stretching

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over time feeding

our souls

the privilege

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of recalling

the spirit’s

visitations

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our hearts

a candle burning

quietly

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steadily shaking

in the evening

breeze leaves

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we are made to fall

and to die

full of colors

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when it’s season

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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started on July 2013. This poem comes from that collection.

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A Place To Be

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a place where

is no expectations
from others to be

some kind of perfect
god under sunshine

to relax where

everything in its
natural beauty lines up

me not too big
nor too small

for some people

doors where
my key wasn’t fitting

may be one
of my crazy dreams
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Reverberations, Unpublished, 2013.

Well Defined

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I will walk away from
the crowds and their buzz
finding an island to float serene
on way away from cravings
looks and strong odors
to my own shadow
well defined

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Poem from the unpublished collection Intertextures – Crossing Rivieras, 2013.

 

An Upside Down World

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tonight
the moon is full

emptied from a thousand
engagements I lay in hot
water maybe illuminated

from the sky the silence
repose approaching
hidden from light

an upside down world
a somersault and a wriggle to

find myself wondering star under
inside some lights I turn off
before the thoughts – then the eyes

slightly vibrating
weightless in the space
I found within

 

 

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